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"Southern Comfort | Young Gun | Whatever's Comfortable"

A man walks into a crowded bar (no, this is not the beginning of a joke). He steps behind the bar counter and grabs the soda guns, one in each hand, like a cowboy in an old Western flick. He begins to fill the glasses on the counter, quickly and with his own swagger and style. He dances and shakes his rump while filling glasses, even filling glasses that are way down on the bar, shooting streams of liquid into the air, with precision. This catches the attention of a woman, who watches the skinny bartender with awe, before he saunters back out from behind the bar.

Voiceover, Dialog, Spoken Text, Script, or Lyrics

(Lyrics) Aahh uhh let’s go! Press your lips to mine And whisper I love you Gotta have chance that lasts To do the things we wanna do Don’t hesitate I can’t wait, love me You set my soul on fire Every muscle in my body’s burning with desire Baby kiss me do Make me know you’re mine Love me with desire Oh honey this is fine Don’t hesitate I can’t wait Love me Yeah!